You’re standing in the shadows next to me
I wish I had the words to set you free

but you’ve got your head in the sand
and your fists in your ears
and you’re putting your faith in
inconsiderate years

I whisper in your ear, Try
All you gotta do is try
All you gotta do is try
All you gotta do is try

You started from the top and you don’t know
how it feels to rise up from below

your sympathy’s spent on your own backyard
you gotta a long way to go but you don’t go that hard

just let down your guard

So now you’re playing for the sympathy
you’re everybody’s favorite refugee
You think it’s your turn to cry, you want empathy
but you gotta pay it first if you’re in the lead

you just really need to

we don’t need believers
just your best fact seekers
don’t feel beleaguered
Try